So our plane arrived an hour and a half early. It took forever to get our Visas, but customs took no time at all.

I should back up though. After Krewe De Vieux I went home and it was maybe 10:30 and I had a minor internal freak out and decided to listen to lots of Lady Gaga and read fanfic and stress eat so by the time the guy living in my room this semester got home slightly drunk (FROM A MONSTER TRUCK RALLY!!) I had barely done anything at all. Then I threw a ton of shit in bags and suddenly I had filled a giant suitcase and a giant duffle bag so big one girl joked it was a body bag.

Then I got to the airport and had my only unprofessional experience when the lady checking me in freaked out and kept questioning me on why I had purchased a one-way ticket. Unfortunately, I was really sleepy so I stumbled over my words which only freaked her out more. Then I gave her my list of fellow classmates from the notarized letter stating I was studying abroad and I'm pretty sure she looked them up to see if they were also taking plane trips that day to Jordan. Whatever.

In Dallas I'm sure I was the only person ever to buy anything from the Best Buy vending machines.

In NY I met up with another girl, let's call her L on the off chance she reads this. She was pretty cool. She talked about her girlfriend a couple of times which made me feel reassured that A) I wouldn't be without gay people this trip (honestly it is so incredibly dumb of me to group gay people together since everyone is so different, but at the same time: GAY PEOPLE I LOVE YOU! COME FIND ME! has run through my head about 20 times a day. Mostly with gay men- FIND ME GAY MEN- but lesbians are pretty cool too, and also B) that I wasn't the only one who has things to hide from her host family. We ate a little bit (I strongly, strongly regret not buying a sandwich from Au Bon Pan for the plane) and then the other girl coming from Tulane showed up and we had our last drinks and then went through security.

We then met up with a few more people. Everyone seemed nice enough. On the plane I sat next to a man wearing a . He didn't speak any English, but I'm pretty sure he wasn't too happy to be sitting next to me.

Skipping along, the past few days we were staying at a hotel. I had a really cool roommate who wants to join the airforce. It was a nice enough hotel and the meals S.I.T. paid for us were good. They certainly gave us a lot, though I can tell I'm going to miss American food. Some of us explored a little bit away from the hotel and I got some money exchanged. Some aspects of orientation were hilariously bizarre such as when we had a doctor and then a psychiatrist talk to us in a very broad way about illnesses.

I keep stopping and then writing more throughout the day in case this seems disjointed.

I'm a little worried about socializing. There are a few people I like, but idk I'm shy and it's me so who knows? I think I'm behind everyone else on connecting, but it could just be in my head. In fact it's entirely possible it's just in my head. I hate being shy. Not to mention moody. Damn chemicals in the brain, why you gotta be like that??

Last night I was much more optimistic about my host family then today. It's not that I don't like them. They're very nice and my room is really good- very big and there's internet about half the time. Really, it would've been hard for me to luck out more with the room. It's just that the family doesn't speak much Arabic and I don't speak much English and soon there will be nothing for me to coddle!! The past few days there were plenty of people about and it was great, but today most of them are leaving. I got to hold a 10-day old baby!! And when I first arrived I played UNO with a bunch of the kids visiting their grandparents from Syria. It was great! But my host niece has informed me that this was a special occasion and that normally it will just be my host mom and dad who barely understand me. I could cry when she said that. I just need to make sure there is someone to hang out with or I'll go nuts.

...Or if that doesn't work Idk what to do...I'll need something to coddle. I suppose if that means I'll have to try and switch families, I'll have to try and switch families. I don't necessarily need a kid, a pet would work too (and honestly, I know it's not just that I'm shy. There are some people I just naturally won't get along with and that's okay). I've only been at this house 24 hours though. I need to stop feeling so dramatic. I'll write more later.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Title: Fallen Angels
Author: albinofrog (or crystalizedfrog here)
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica, Logan/Lilly, Duncan/Veronica, Duncan/Meg, implied Lilly/Meg friendship, implied Lilly/Veronica can be taken as you want
Word Count: 953
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: It's been a year since her best friend died, and now Meg is gone too?!
Spoilers: For the first and second season
Warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of violence (obviously), incomplete sentences, overuse of italics, angst, crazy AU
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of Veronica Mars to my unfathomable sadness. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Note: Instead of studying for the final I now have in less than 5 hours, or instead of sleeping like any sane girl who has been awake for 24 hours, or instead of packing since I'm supposed to get on airplane really early tomorrow morning, or instead of cleaning up my apartment since I'm hoping to sublease it before I get back, I reworked this ficlet I wrote 2 years ago. Somewhere, my soul is weeping. Feedback much appreciated!

( The hotel seems oddly empty even though it’s not late. It’s only around 9 and the cynical part of her brain thinks this should be the crossover period between the legitimately late and the people who need beds, but not to sleep on. But where are pervs when you need them? Certainly not leering, comfortingly, telling her that some things haven’t, in fact, changed, that some things never will. Instead she faces a scene out of a horror movie. The lobby is all but deserted. She wouldn’t be surprised to see some tumbleweed fly by. )

Current Music: "Angels" by Within Temptation

Carly isn't do anything to help attract a new roommate to replace me when I study abroad. Nothing! AT ALL! She won't even move her giant box of shit in the living room into her room! I've wasted valuable studying time cleaning this house and Carly won't even take time out from her busy life of playing computer games to make an ad to hang up at the school OR TO ACTUALLY MEET THE POTENTIAL ROOMMATES!!

At least not until Thursday...a full four days before it's too late to find someone! Because we'll be hundreds of miles away after! Ugh.

Fuck, I can't believe I didn't write that here already!

Today, I almost had my kidneys harvested by gypsies who followed us out of a gay club.

I have attended something called Drag Queen Bingo. I can't believe I never said it here! I can die happy now.

I had a really creepy dream about a boy I haven't thought about in years last night. I hope he is okay. I'm sure he's better off than I am, but I can't help worrying.

Here's hoping you make it to 50!